My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult - Chapter 26

Chapter 26: A Great Gathering

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Madam An.”

Zhou Xianming hurriedly stopped crying when he saw Zhao Qingmei. He cupped his hands and said, “I’m Zhou Xianming, sorry for being rude.”

“Ah!”

Zhao Qingmei looked at the man who looked like a pig’s head and asked in astonishment, “You’re Mr. Zhou. Why are you like this? What feud do you have the person who attacked you? Why would he be so vicious?”

“Sigh!”

Zhou Xianming sighed, feeling even more sour in his heart. “It must be because of my carelessness in doing things that attracted the jealousy of others.”

“How pitiful.”

Zhao Qingmei said sympathetically, “Just looking at him makes me feel unbearable pain. He must have hit me hard.”

After Zhou Xianming heard that, he felt that his wound had been sprinkled with salt and it hurt even more.

“Yo, isn’t this Mr. Zhou?”

Tan Yun also walked out from behind and said with concern, “Who is so cruel to beat you up like this? Quickly apply some medicine.”

As she spoke, she reached out to touch Zhou Xianming’s pig head.

“Ouch…!” Zhou Xianming could not help but let out a shrill scream.

Zhao Qingmei instructed, “Tan Yun, it’s inconvenient for Mr. Zhou to move around. Help him apply some ointment.”

“I understand, Miss. I will definitely put my heart into applying medicine for Mr. Zhou.”

“Oh right, Mr. Zhou, you haven’t eaten yet, right? I made some food. Let’s eat together later.”

“That’s right. Miss’s cooking is really delicious.”

“Y-you guys are really good people.”

Zhou Xianming had never felt such warmth before, and his eyes were filled with tears.

The human world was filled with warmth!

Even if this world was dark, there would always be a ray of light shining on your lifeless life.

“How pitiful.”

An Jing sighed.

For some reason, she just felt that Zhou Xianming was very pitiful.

“An Jing! Come out!”

Just as Tan Yun was applying medicine for Zhou Xianming, a loud shout came from outside the door.

Han Wenxin covered his butt with both hands and walked in awkwardly, anger visible in his eyes.

“Brother Han, why are you so angry?”

An Jing had a bad feeling when he saw Han Wenxin like this.

Slap!

Han Wenxin took a step forward and slammed the long saber in his hand onto the table. “Brother An, I’ve treated you like a close friend, but you framed me like this.”

When he thought about what happened last night, Han Wenxin felt so ashamed that he wanted to dig a hole and bury himself.

It was a great humiliation!

Han Wenxin’s brilliant life had been ruined here!

“Brother Han, let’s talk nicely.”

When An Jing saw this, he had an epiphany. The soybean powder that Tan Yun had placed had definitely taken effect.

This was indeed not right!

“What do you mean by talk nicely!?”

Han Wenxin sat down on the chair. “If you don’t give me an explanation today, I’m not leaving.”

“Young master, what did you do to make Constable Han so angry?”

Tan Yun looked very curious, like a pure and innocent white rabbit.

An Jing looked at Tan Yun’s innocent eyes and thought helplessly, ‘Isn’t it all because of you?’

Tan Yun’s words were like a fuse that made Han Wenxin even angrier. If looks could kill, An Jing might not be Han Wenxin’s match at this moment.

“It’s almost time to eat. Brother Han, do you want to eat first? You will only have the strength to solve the problem after you eat,” chuckled Zhao Qingmei.

Upon hearing Zhao Qingmei’s words, Han Wenxin immediately said in a gentler tone, “Sis-in-law, since you’ve already said so, I’ll accept it.”

“Alright, I’ll go prepare the food now. Tan Yun, let’s go.”

Zhao Qingmei smiled and dragged Tan Yun toward the kitchen.

Han Wenxin pulled a long face the moment Zhao Qingmei and Tan Yun left.

“Brother Han…”

“Don’t call me Brother Han!”

“Head Constable Han, what happened?” Zhou Xianming could not help but ask when he saw the furious Han Wenxin.

Han Wenxin was furious and turned to look at the person who spoke.

When he saw that face, it was as if he had seen a malicious spirit. His body shot up.

“F*ck! Are you a man or a ghost?!”

“Brother Han, don’t be rash!”

“Han… Head Constable Han… don’t… don’t…”

…

At the dining table, An Jing, Han Wenxin, Zhou Xianming, and the others each sat on one side. The table was filled with steaming hot dishes.

Steamed sea bass, green bean and corn, crystal pig skin, loach with pickled bean and tofu spinach soup. The fragrance wafted through the air, stirring up one’s appetite.

“Sis-in-law is really good at cooking,” Han Wenxin looked at the dishes on the table and said while drooling.

“Brother Han is flattering me,” Zhao Qingmei chuckled.

The two of them looked at An Jing enviously. An Jing must have been blessed to have such a good wife.

Dang dang dang!

At this moment, Tan Yun came up with a large plate of crabs. “I specially made these crabs.”

“There are even crabs?”

Zhou Xianming’s eyes lit up. “This is good. It can nourish the Yin and strengthen the Yang. It’s a great supplement.”

Han Wenxin was also shocked. Then, he looked fiercely at An Jing and said, “Brother An doesn’t like this. You can just put this crab in front of us.”

“Yes, yes, yes. Leave it in front of you two.” An Jing nodded repeatedly.

Ever since he had eaten the crab prepared by Tan Yun, his bad habit of eating crabs was cured.

“Mr. Zhou, what’s wrong with you? You really scared me just now.”

Han Wenxin picked up a loach and ate it.

“Sigh, I don’t know who hit me either.”

Zhou Xianming said with a bitter expression, “There have been more and more unlucky things recently.”

“Truly too vicious. There aren’t many people who are this vicious.”

Han Wenxin took a small sip of wine and said, “If that person is not from a normal gang, then he must be from the martial world. You might have offended someone.”

Zhou Xianming’s hand trembled and his chopsticks almost dropped. He said in a trembling voice, “Constable Han, what should we do?”

“Stop scaring Brother Zhou.” An Jing poured himself a cup of wine.

Zhou Xianming was timid. What if he had a heart attack?

Han Wenxin grabbed An Jing’s cup and said, “Bullsh*t, I’m not trying to scare him. The world is not safe these days. Have you forgotten about Uncle Wang Zhiping and his nephew? Also, the mysterious swordsman has appeared recently. This is all a warning.”

“All of you are weak commoners who have no strength to truss a chicken. You don’t understand the dangers lurking in the martial world and the unfathomable temple hall. Do you know that a slight move will affect the entire situation?”

Han Wenxin finished the wine in his glass.

“Head Constable Han is really capable.” Tan Yun obediently poured a cup of wine for Han Wenxin.

“Thank you, Lady Tan Yun.”

Han Wenxin chuckled and felt much lighter. He continued, “Didn’t you see Cao Gang’s experts searching for the whereabouts of that exceptional swordsman? If that exceptional swordsman isn’t afraid, how could he not show himself? He must be afraid.”

“What does this mean? That peerless swordsman is afraid of Cao Gang, which means that the faction behind him is afraid of Cao Gang.”

Warning!?

Warning my ass!

An Jing complained in his heart, ‘You are just an ignorant constable..’